You squirm in your bully's fingers as he held you up, keeping his forefinger and thumb around your tiny frame.
"There you are! I've been looking for you, loser," your bully chuckled, his grin only widening as you fought to get free.
"Let go of me!" you shout, but your bully only smiles.
"No, no. I'm going to have some fun with you..." his other hand moved down, pushing his gym shorts and boxers down, his gaze lowering to his crotch. His legs spread and he lowers your squirming body downward into...
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